Memories of My Grandma

Today we drove through Nebraska. Which reminds me of my grandma since she lived much of her youth here. She was actually born in Kansas but at some point moved to Nebraska. She's been gone for several years so I can't ask her about it and never did find out much about her family when she was alive. Even my mom doesn't know much and there's no one else alive to tell me anything. One day I should try to do some research.

Grandma lived a long, good life. She was just a few months short of 98 when she died. I have fond memories of spending the night with her, watching Lawrence Welk on Saturday nights, going out to eat at IHOP. She was a grand lady in her own way and I think I have much of her in me. Fiona got her fingernails though. :)

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"I have fond memories of spending the night with her, watching Lawrence Welk on Saturday nights, going out to eat at IHOP."

Those are the same exact memories I have of her! I should actually find the longer poem I wrote about my time at the grandma's house as a kid. Going to visit them on Saturdays, or spending the night, are some of very best and very favorite memories.